410 Bound!

Or, I will be. Soon enough.

Like I mentioned in the last post, since I worked on Saturday, and have worked a number of Saturdays these past couple of months, and in fact thinking back now I cannot think of a weekend I had completely free of work, my boss is letting me take off both Tuesday and our half day Wednesday and I am heading down south for the Thanksgiving holiday. In fact, right now, instead of writing this, I should probably be packing, but the idea of attempting to mentally figure out outfits for the next week is tiring. I need to continue my slow but sure assault on my casual wardrobe. Multiple pairs of jeans is a big step for me (thats horrible to admit. I'm sorry). And now, my top collection needs to grow. Sorority tee shirts will only get one so far out the door! What kinds of tops do you all wear on a more casual basis? I seem to be at a loss.

While I'm home, there are a couple of life plans that have been made. I need to go shopping with Wizzy for her birthday pressie-I am thinking a trip to Target to pick out some things will be a nice plan. I would also love love love (though I doubt it will happen) to go to Ikea, TJ Maxx, and/or Homegoods. Things in the apartment need stepping up.

On Friday, I have my "official" class party for our 5 year high school reunion. We are having it at a bar downtown (really convenient...not so much) and then I am hopefully meeting up with my Big and some other friends afterwards. Also, I miiight have to discuss with peeps some sleepover possibilities. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

In other non-related news, I had a really nice "go me" moment last night. HL sent me a text at almost midnight asking me if I was coming out with him and his roommate. Ummmm what?! I'm sorry, I enjoy getting texts at reasonable hours and going out at semi-reasonable hours. I was in my PJs watching Bloodsport (Jean Claude Van Damme movie. Yummm) and calling me names isn't going to entice me. So I told him no, I wasn't coming out. I felt very positive about holding firm. Because part of me wanted to change and get out there to hang out with him. Le sigh. Boys are difficult.

So I'm going to go pack and attempt to get some reasonable sleep so that I can kick it into high gear tomorrow after work and get my booty back down to MD!

smooches.